Lizard of ooze

When you spend most of your time in a single room whose four walls are very close and there is hardly any room to move, you observe things.Things which normally are not tapped by our consciousness. Lizards have always accompanied us as if inspired from that Hutch commercial- where ever you go our network follows! So that day, I noticed one on the wall defying gravity and brunching on teeny tiny innocent insects.Like many, I hate lizards.They are ugly,spooky and they multiply rapidly.

But then in these rainy days, it's the flies and insects that bother us more, i thought.And that hungry little reptile was doing a great job.So that called for a choice.Either a lizard or zillion flies.Ain't a difficult choice at all. Status-quo maintained.

Sadly, like some humans, lizards too don't understand the rules of status-quo. You respect other's space. You don't interfere. And most importantly, you don't shit around when the other is at point blank range. That little jackass wagged it's tale and i thought it was just a celebration of another catch.But it was something else.Something gross.It shitted on my books.That was the end of cease fire. It violated the treaty.I picked up my broom.No not to play Quidditch stupid , me not Harry.And with a bang, the lizard of ooze was out of my room.Peace.